They all sat, feet bound down to their boards which laid like planks before them, starring at the vast snow covered landscape before their eyes, quietly minding to themselves before one, the auburn haired female balanced herself up, looking up at the two behind her. "Ready?"
"Ready as ever." The ash headed male, who was currently scrolling through his iPod, replied; balancing himself up on his board.
"Now remember-"
"-If something goes wrong, just-" He cut in.
"-yeah, yeah. Whatever. You guys, are we gonna just sit here and chat or go down this mountain anyways?" This time, the onyx orbed companion of the two got up, shoving her mp3 back into the back pocket of her pants, and fixed her beanie on as if it would make a difference.
Without even waiting for a reply, she flew down, gliding down the mountain with ease on her board as if she had been doing this since birth, the other two following suit.
Cool air shot down her spine, nipping at her collar, as the girl zigzagged into the bushel of pines, barely missing the set of needle trees to her left. She slightly turned her to watch out for her companions, sliding to a stop, listening to hear them. But her observation was only met by silence. Quiet peaceful silence.
Pushing back a bit at her collar, Maggie waited a bit longer, but once hearing the shuffling of snow, cleared out of the trees, going down further the mountain side and waited a bit longer. "Dominic." She called out, hands on her hips, as she pouted, starring at the pair sliding down slowly. "Ashlyn. Come on you guys! I can't wait all effing day!"
Dominic flicked her the middle finger, before taking hold of his iPod with both hands, scrolling through his play list; pressing the back edge of his BURTON board into the day old snow, allowing it to slide down with ease.
"If you would just wait for us Maggie! Then you wouldn't be waited for us every two seconds." Ashlyn, the petite brunette called, holding her arms out like a surfer, slightly turning her board straight to speed off over to the fuming dark cherry red head. Dominic, satisfied with the song he had chosen, turned his board as well, creating a straight flash in the mountain before spraying snow on the females in his sliding stop.
"Jerks, the both of you. Now seriously, can we board or are we just going to go down this mountain one step at a time?"
"Ok. Whatever. Just stay out of the trees. Nothing but icy snow there."
"Got it."
"Uh-huh." For an instance, Maggie could hear the humming of Dominic's iPod headphones and the song they were playing, and as if automatically, Maggie began to feed out the lyrics into the back of her mind.
Show me how to lie
You're getting better all the time
And turning all against the one
Is an art that's hard to teach
Another clever word
Sets off an unsuspecting herd
And as you get back into line
A mob jumps to their feet
She laughed lightly, watching Dominic begin to speed off, Ashlyn giggling as she joined him on their pursuit down the hill. "It was really only you..." Maggie began singing softly, taking in the landscape. Hills of white stretched for miles, only here and there around the top of the caps did trees grow, more so growing farther down towards the bottom going to the base.
It had been awhile since the group had made their annual trip to Kirchdorf, but this year, Maggie felt like conquering a better, bigger, more advanced mountain. She watched the sun barely make its way over the horizon, enjoying the fact that the masses of the people that usually dominated the mountain weren't morning children, allowing the other scare snowboarders and skiers a chance to ride down the mountain as it should be, not overflowing with inexperienced beginners and snobbish morons.
Maggie sighed, inhaling the fresh pine scent of the mountain before rushing down, allowing her board to turn straight and fly her down to the others. Instinctively, her body took half of the control of the board, allowing it only half a mind to direct her in her path to the bottom towards the chair lifts, zooming off, zigzagging, and jumping off of small hills rejecting from the side of the mountain. The dark red head was getting closer and closer to her companions, shifting some of her weight on to the front of board before the wind gush picked up, sending her beanie flying off. Her head did a double take, one moment watching her favorite MUSE beanie land in the snow, the next, barely catching glimpse of the trees her board had led her into. With sheer force, and the total withdraw of her weight directed now into falling back to the side, Maggie skidded down into another group of trees; her board skidding her in front of a pine.
Instinctively, her body jerk, closing her eyes and imagining the view of the mountain she had before this little incident occurred, the calm peaceful backdrop of clear, white snow covering the trees, she image it all.
Back to the top. Back to the top!
She shut her eyes, swiftly turning her board parallel to the snow, before bracing herself. Maggie gasped, feeling the as if the wind had been knocked out of her. Her head began to spin. Her arms lift up protectively above her face. A gasp escaped her lips as she braced herself for the impact. A millisecond Maggie saw the trees getting closer, then the next; she was viewing once again the mountain top. Bewildered, she slid down to where her beanie laid in the snow. She couldn't make sense of it. How did she do it? Every ounce of her composure rattled with a moment, a split second that took her from one place to the other. How...? Involuntarily, her hand made its way through her messy locks, brows furrowed together as she pointed from one spot to the other.
"Maggie, what's going on? You were just complaining how you were going to wait every two seconds for us to get down the mountain, and now..." Ashlyn, climbing back up to where the red head stood, dragging her board behind her with one foot still in the binding.
"Sorry." She laughed. "Just dropped my beanie." The lie slipped through her lips like sweet sugar. She wasn't even fully aware that she had replied at all,
"Oh. Well. Come on then." Ashlyn slipped back into her other binding and went back down to Dominic who was once again picking out another song from his play list.
She didn't notice...she didn't see it?!
Slowly out of line
And drifting closer in your sights
So play it out I'm wide awake
It's a scene about me
There's something in your way
And now someone is gonna pay
And if you can't get what you want
Well it's all because of me
Had Dominic notice? Had they not seen her head into the trees?
Maggie pushed off, straightening her board and sped off. Must've been a trick. Yeah...a trick.
And now you'll lead the way
Show the light of day
Nice work you did
You're gonna go far, kid
Trust, deceived!
With a thousand lies
And a good disguise
Hit 'em right between the eyes
Hit 'em right between the eyes
When you walk away
Nothing more to say
See the lightning in your eyes
See 'em running for their lives
She began laughing, readjusting the pair of gray shaded aviator sunglasses back onto the top of her head, smiling as she swayed her hands from side to side, dancing to the beat of the music.
The club was filled with people, from dancing on the dance floor to sitting at the bar drinking. Neon lights began flashing like strobe lights as a new song came on, hyping up the energy.
Maggie couldn't help but sing along, making sure at the same time her as-real-as-it-gets midnight black wig didn't expose her pulled back dark cherry locks. The group of people she was mingling with all began to jump, one or two of the girls joining Maggie as they began, drunk-like, singing with their fake air microphones. People pushed against her, making her pull down her shirt just a bit and fix her skirt, not really caring that her feet were hurting from the open toed heels she had quickly shoved on without a care before she left the house.
She was in L.A., in the City of Angels, and couldn't help but feel more alive. The night life seemed so surreal compared to that of sleepy Kailida scene.
Well hey, hey baby it's never too late
Pretty soon you won't remember a thing
And I'll be distant as stars reminiscing
Your hearts been wasted on me.
Paramore's Decoy poured out over the dancers from the speakers, booming as the DJ began putting his own twist on the song. The volume began to turn up, causing the crowded to get rowdier, louder; Maggie began to grin from ear to ear. This was perfect. Just too perfect. Any day, any time, any place she wanted to go, Maggie could go any where in the blink of an eye on a whim. It was a beautiful thing; a gift even! The way she couldn't get enough of her new found "hobby". From the morning in Kirchdorf to now, Maggie could go from place to place. Oh, what a beautiful thing it was. This gift of hers.
Living life inside a dream
Time is changing everything
Forgetting all the memories
And I'm forced into you just cause you're into me
Well hey, hey baby, it's never too late
When I'm gone you won't remember a thing
But I can't stay and you know I won't wait
I was gone from the very first day
Absent mindedly, she flipped out her cell, checking the time. It was only close to midnight here in the City of Angels but back home it was getting close to three in the morning. With a heavy sigh, she shoved the cell back into her pocket, breaking away from the group. Like this, the midnight night club scene compared to Cinderella's ball, she knew when the clock struck twelve it would all have to go back to the norm. And unfortunately, that meant that little Cinderella here would have to go back to Ohio, frigid Ohio, to live the life everyone believed she was living as Computer Science major Ohio State student Maggie Calcarol. The nineteen year old growled a bit below her breathe as she made her way through the crowd, bumping into people occasionally.
"Hello beautiful." A pair of brown eyes met her onyx orbs as the man greeting her, drunkenly place his arm around her waist. Maggie gagged. The man smelt as if he hadn't taken a shower in four days, his breath smelt of alcohol, and his teeth...eh...his teeth looked like they never met such a thing as Colgate.
"Excuse me..." Kindly but firmly she took his arm off of her waist, checking quickly to make sure he didn't take anything of hers while he had a grip on her. "I'm taken." Maggie lied gingerly through her teeth, purposely showing off her white teeth to the man who clearly needed the hint.
"But now sweet heart-" The greasy haired man pressed on, purring, pushing Maggie back now, towards one of the secluded corners of the club. "-All I want is a little-"
Maggie frowned, growling again as she pushed him away. "Listen you-"
"-now now-" He pressed extremely closer to her, pressing something to her back, freezing her in place.
Too many people. Too many witnesses. They're all so damn close.
"-all I want is a little time to talk to you."
"Fine." She spat, trying to release herself from his grasp but he held on tighter.
"In the alley kitten."
Perfect. An alley! Outside a...club. People walking by. No, no, I can't risk it.
"Don't call me kitten."
"But look at you. All dolled up for no on-"
"I'm sorry." Someone butted in, breaking the man's grip lock on her arm and causing him to pull back whatever he had pressed against Maggie's back. "I brought you your drink Hailey." The man's accent was thick, not Californian or Northern, no where close to Latin or Mexican. Maggie couldn't help but smile, stepping back away from the man and towards her savior, a smug faced, shaggy haired male who coincidentally was holding a drink out towards her.
"Thanks," She gave him a peck on the cheek, pulling in closer to him before looking down as if to be protected before turning to see the other man walk away. After a good bit of waiting, she smiled, turning to get a better look at the male next to her. He was taller than her, even in her high heels, a oval face dirty brown tousled locks paired with memorizing green eyes that stared back at her, giving her a funny feeling in her stomach. Maggie couldn't help but smile. Her phone began buzzing, signaling her time to go, back to her pumpkin, but she only pushed on her pocket. Why leave the ball and risk loosing a prince?
"Stupid girl. Look next time where you're going." Maggie's mouth dropped. Scratch that last part. She began to leave, pushing harder through the crowd to get towards the door. Cinderella hadn't found a prince but just another ass hole.
"Jack ass." Nothing stopped her from making her way to a few blocks down, and jumping back to her small town in Ohio. A mutter left her lips as she shook off the heels and wig, but stopped when she couldn't find her aviator glasses. A string of curses flew out her lips causing Maggie to consider jumping back to the club but was too tired to even make it to her dorm.
"Oh, Maggie...there's a whole world out there filled with guys..." The red head yawned, jumping herself to her dorm bed room, quietly making sure not to wake up her dorm room mate. Not like it ever mattered since she was always hammered from partying to even notice Maggie jump into the bathroom or even onto her bed. "-you don't need to associate yourself with losers like him."
Another yawn and Maggie was already crawled into bed. "Tomorrow Maggie tomorrow is another day."